grow fame

hey look mom your not of the hook sorry your just not in my family book I get you had trouble and fumbled but I feel like your life crumbled 16 you had me can’t say it was a mistake because bitch I not gonna to break I woke up never thinking about drugs you woke up and could not even see your kids  it was forbids because you had needles in your reast so when I grow fame you should of known it was in my veins but trust I can aim my dad never played with games I got thug brains is all in my pain but I’m the main character but girl we can play twister do you see the picture it just got smashed by the pitcher it’s a great mixture but trust I’m richer wake up I have millions trillions and billions but my school was a blue ribbon now it’s gang city I got my girl bitty I never feel no guilty this is my rap fuck off your just a brith  donor I got real people around me